Wit Poems - Poems about Wit

Every poem paints a picture worth a thousand words or so I've heard and a little whimsy goes a long way it can even make your day yet if I may have my say not to laugh occasionally once in a while would be a tragedy so let me see you smile and to make a long story short as I have often thought if brevity be the...

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Ocean speaks to me of the words I'm afraid to confront And then consoles me with her wit Like no soul I see in front. Calm on the outside Carries a storm inside Along with it lies, A ravishing world of strange lives. Never did they see the sun As she held em captive So no human could gauge her depth Or dare to destroy...

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. 'bout time thuh flowerz are bloom'n and thuh...

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Seeing the beauty of the morning sunrise, then seeing the colorful sunset at the end of my day. Making someone laugh when I go shopping, seeing their face go from dull to lighting up. Nothing is better than a new puppy, all soft and furry with a kiss from a tiny tongue. A child's face in wonder, giving them a double ice...

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A new Pope A new hope Farewell to Pope Francis Who did a wonderful job as a great clergy As we know, age believes in no dynasty We come and we go like a kiss New blood is needed from time to time And of course, that’s natural; that’s not a crime Novum papam habemus Novum spem habemus We have a new hope We have a...

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That tepid tea, civility, Is not the drink for such as me! Thou cusp, thou nib, thou pricket, prickle, tang and tine! Thy wit lacks width to grasp my line! ...

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Samuel Langhorne Clemens had a wit as acidic as a lemon to many pompous people he was a pain especially with his pen name Mark Twain ...

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It took but a bit But used my good wit To write what I writ I'll try to use couth And write about truth Be it black or white Be it wrong or right It's just what I write By chance I wrote wrong What's writ all along Then, I'll sing your song And...

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Brevity is the Soul of Wit (Hamlet Shakespeare) Really?! ...

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A sweet sword Hanging on my brain door Shining with a mystical might Flavors that are vicious and bright It cuts my invisible emotional ties And takes me on a roller-coaster ride Diving into the ocean of E-life Everything else seems to be a lie A new tool “E-divine” That sets the bar upright The windows shut and doors closed The real world carved is...

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I watched the water shuttering on the table. I was stunned as this seemed out off sorts: an earthquake exactly at twelve, high noon on 12-12-2012 . This is the day, that the Priapus Award finalist had to have there name in in order to receive the nominations for Researcher and amatuer Journalist of the year. Seven ordained people had to dispute...

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than-bauk goes down and around thoughts to drown boredom than-bauk takes pains down the brain's stem and reins-in smiles than-bauk's stair steps boast well-swept words and depth of wit ...

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I call him ‘The Wizard of Wit’ and hope that he'll never-ever quit For if he does, tragedy befalls us No solace ~ should we lose John Lawless ...

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. I woke this morn eve were gone ...

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Sarcasm’s the lowest form of wit But what should be the highest form Still cannot be defined, isn’t it A harder matter to conform? Consequently, its lack of wit About sarcasm: there’s no contest No worth contender to defeat And so the lowest is the best. ...

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